, the city, the place. what this means to them. >> uh-huh. i get it here. i lived here. ri have lived in a lot of different places as a kid. my mom and dad would take up, my dad would get promoted, working for a company called seeland until he got back to the new york area for the corporate office. but we made a stop here back in the mid 60s. i was here for almost four years and it coincided with the birth of the new orleans santas. so the first football game i ever saw was september 17th, 1967. they were playing the los angeles rams, first game in saint's history. it happened to be the first game i ever wiltnessed. and my dad got standing room only tickets. we sat in the aisle, two rows from the top, just in time to watch john gillium, famous down here in new orleans, return the opening kickoff, 94 yards for a touchdown. and at that point i was hopelessly in love with the nfl. had no idea i would one day be calling the nfl or that i would come back and have a chance to call a super bowl here in new orleans